There is a saying

That we are worth more

Than the sum of our parts

It's like saying the sun

Isn't a star

It's a concept

I can't believe

My cracks

Merging and breaking

More than it all

But I never feel myself

By the end

Bottling my feelings

Before I

Dragging my emotions along

Deepening the cracks

Do not or do

Hearts slashed apart

Here is everywhere and not

Have nothing but my own thoughts

Growing bitter

Good is what we say

Giving what they need to hear

Warped inside

Without a place to store

Wandering and worldly

Wonder left behind

Fractured in and out

For nothing but others

Forsaking it all for their love